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Tuesday, August 30, 2011

self medicating

ugh. that is almost all i can say. but lemme tell you more.
ugh my back.
let start with friday. i called eric friday afternoon for no real reason and asked him what he was up to. he said he was on his way to taking sirus to the doctor. oh? why, what's wrong. well, he can't breathe. oh he seemed fine this morning, except when he sneezed and spewed giant snot globule all over his arm. yeah, but he got worse and now he sounds terrible.
so i come home from work, and sirus is all huffing and puffing while sitting on the couch. he had gotten two breathing treatments at the doctor's office and then started on some steroids.
i jumped on the trainer, the first bit of activity in a few days since my back had been killing me. it felt good, although i was going light and wound up averaging less than 14mph, which on the trainer is really light. nothing hurt! horray!
i went back in the house. hung out with sirus, and we decided we needed to take him to the ER.
seamus wasn't so thrilled with the idea of going, so i called around to see if someone could come watch her. the swim coach said he could, so on the way we dropped her off with him, they went out to dinner and then hung out.
we took sirus in. they took him in right away. he is such a sweet little guy. they asked him what was going on. in between puffs of air he sweetly replied with "not...much". they clipped the thing on his finger and hooked him up to oxygen. all he wanted was to lie there and have me rub his belly but he had to sit up right so he could get more oxygen in. the doctor came in, took a look at him and then started him on more breathing treatments. after the first two there was no change, so they gave him more steroids, a giant cup of apple juice, the doctor talked about more treatments and what would happen if he had to be admitted, and then started up a 3rd breathing treatment. this one seemed to start kicking in. he was becoming more alert, and started talking in full sentences, poking the doctor in the face with the finger clip while he listened to his heart, telling the nurse all about the home made black berry pie he helped make and asking her to take a look at his belly button since it was the deepest belly button in existence. the 4th breathing treatment got him to the point where the doctor finally felt comfortable with letting us go home. he said he could sirus's chatter and laughter from down the hall, and took that as a good sign. we are now the proud owner of a nebulizer, so we could give him treatments at home, and were given explicit instructions on when to bring him back or when to call an ambulance. he seemed to sleep fine, but seemed to stay the same on saturday and until sunday morning. but then he got a little active, running around like crazy on sunday. i asked him to stop and relax some. he said he couldn't breathe very well, but then hacked a few times and then was practically perfect ever since! he goes in for a follow up appointment tomorrow, hopefully all is as good as it seems!
oh that little guy tires me out, but soooo glad he is better.
my back on the other hand is not better. i swam saturday morning, did about 600yds before determining that kicking wasn't going to cut it, but with the pull buoy everything was dandy. then i came home and napped for 2 hrs! 2HRS!! had i lost that much fitness that after 1500yds i needed a 2hr nap? no, it couldn't be. then i remembered that we didn't get home from the hospital until midnight and then i got up at 5am to go volunteer at the lake sammamish triathlon, ya know, the race i was already registered for and super excited about doing but couldn't do because of my back. yeah that one. volunteering was way fun though, it was a perfect day, and it was so great to be in transition to watch all the different expressions as the racers left and came back from the bike leg. so, ok, the 2hr nap sorta made sense.
i wont mention the 1hr nap from before the swim.
then a bit later i got on the trainer for an easy 40 minutes. no pain. nothing, felt great. was able to push it a little more than the day before but still surprised by the lack of wattage. shower and then uuugh, the pain! for the rest of the evening.
sunday i felt not awesome, but i took the kids school shoe shopping. i forced seamus to get the cutest purple mary jane danskos!! SO CUTE! and then sirus said he needed sketchers. and they needed to light up. the ones he wanted were ugly and expensive so i said no and suggested some others and then, he did the funniest thing i have ever seen him do. in a funny voice, he scrunched up his nose and asked "what, are they too 'expensive'?" putting his little fingers up in quotes while saying expensive. yes, snotty of him, but he caught me off guard and it was pretty darn cute, but i said yes, too expensive. so we went to JC Pennys and found him some sketchers there that were on sale AND lit up AND weren't not totally butt ugly. he was happy. then i took them to build a bear workshop. sirus got mad because he said i was giving him too many choices!! but he decided on getting a friend for Sirus Wirus, a camoflauge bear like the one grandpa has, and he named it Wirus. sirus decided to get Wirus instead of the many accessories he was thinking of because he thought Sirus Wirus needed a friend. seamus got another cat that looks like fuzy stripe and she named it stripe. by this time my back was KILLING me, so we went home. again i got on the trainer and felt great, nothing hurt, it was relief, i felt so good just riding along watching Underworld. when i was done i still felt great. i was healed hallelujah! and then an hour later it hit me and i was just as bad off as before.
monday was a rest day and then today i went to PT. i told her everything that happened and she said that i seem to be having some increase neural tension, which she said was apparent based on how i felt fine but then an hour or so after activity it got worse. i was possibly doing more damage from riding even though it felt good and provided temporary relief. no activity for me for a week. canceled my season closer oly tri race entry for september 10 and tried to not feel sorry for myself. so for lunch i went to baskin robins and had a scoop of peanut butter n' chocolate ice cream and a scoop of chocolate fudge. then i went to the party store and looked at halloween costumes.

oh joy! so now, other cool things coming up, i'm prematurely officially in the off season so there ya go.

Sunday, August 21, 2011

internets, its been so long

that's a lie. actually, the ability to come up with something interesting to tell the internets has been my problem. lets see, what has happened since the last post? oh, i guess quite a bit actually!
a few days before xterra blackdiamond i decided i didn't want to do it. not only did i not want to do it, i decided i didn't want to do any xterra racing. and not really that, i just realized i didn't want to ride my mountain bike at all. so i canceled my registration for xterra worlds and almost begged to be taken back when i got their reply saying they took me off the start list. :( but then i changed my black diamond registration into a relay and then did not register for portland.
the relay at blackdiamond was SO MUCH FUN. i decided to go out on the swim and actually try to race the swim. it was a crazy swim start, the whole field together at once, guys and girls, nutty. it was tough but i didn't get kicked at all so that was good. i think i raced it but looking at my time, it wasn't any faster than any previous swims, so who knows. my friend rick was my biker and he headed out. he had been xterra and tri curious for some time now, but he doesn't swim. he has become quite the runner though. he did a killer job out on the bike and i was headed out on the run. so i felt like i was cheating every time i caught someone and then when i heard someone ask if i was the first woman as i ran by. but i had the big R on the leg so there ya go. i did run all of the hills which was the first time i had done that on an xterra but seeing as i didn't do the bike part, i better have run the hills and i managed to get stung at least 3 times by bees or some other stinging like thing. once in my lady parts and it really started to hurt so i went to the paramedics. later tho wow, it totally swelled into a horrible welt, itched like a mo fo, turned dark purple, all kinds of horror. after about a week, the itching and swelling calmed down, thank goodness but the big purple spot was still there. yuck, gotta see what's up with my bee reactions these days. the two on my feet however didn't bother me.
the following weekend we drove down to hagg lake for xterra portland. eric went to pre-ride, i went for a run. we had dinner with mat,. i had a beer sampler, and something for dinner?? i think?? after a few cookies back at the hotel, a good nights rest, we got up so i could volunteer at the race site and eric could get ready to race. i was parking enforcement, one might call it. i had my giant volunteer shirt on over top my puffy coat. i looked good. once the race started i headed out on the course to make sure the one place where there was two way traffic that the biker heading back stayed on the sidewalk so they wouldn't crash into the other peeps. it was quite fun being out there, i liked seeing the racers and watching them and all of their different racing personalities.
eventually i was done and jumped in the lake for a swim, then headed out on a 9mile run. eric managed 4th overall despite breaking his chain and having to fix it, mat was 3rd overall, beating eric for the 2nd race in a row by only 30 seconds. it was a pretty fun day i'd say. volunteering is good.
but then we got in the car for 4hrs to go to yakima and that was bad news. uuuugggh!! my back! by the time we got to yakima i could barely move. so the next day we went on a alsmost 3hr ride by acciendt and i took seamus out to run with me since i ws hurting a bit. ow my back! then back in the car again for 3hrs.
monday i could barely move so i went to the chiro. i love him, he is awesome. i skipped my run on tuesday but did swim and then on wednesday we did the swim for life, 2.5 mile swim accross lake washington! it was SO different than last year since it was a) warm, b) sunny, c) no white caps, d) we had eric as our kayaker! i was so relaxed this year compared to last year when i was pretty sure i was going to die. although the swim was totally fine last year, this year was so awesome. we went to fast, not because we swam fast but because we should have just floated around in the lake more since it was so beautiful. it made me want to do more swims like that!!
then thursday i went back to the chiro because i am a complete mess. he strapped me into the stretcher, ya know, the ancient torture device they use where they pull you into pieces. yeah, one of those. the whole time he was strapping me in i was just like, dude, yeah, so uh, is this going to hurt? this is really weird. i don't know about this. yeah,. no, don't turn the light off, and yeah, keep the door open. will you be able to hear me if i yell for help? oh, ok, emergency shut oswitch. that's great, thanks. good fun!

Thursday, August 04, 2011

hate, love and don't understand

hate:
people. okok, that is pretty broad. how about people who are a-holes. people who you go out of your way to help, and then when you are done, they are lame to you. people who get all aggro on you because you are going the speed limit. people who farking don't know how to park their cars or don't know how to pull their car out of a parking spot.

love:
people. okok, that is pretty broad. how about people at the gym who wear khaki pants and dress shoes on the treadmill. or blue jeans on the stair master. or flip flops on the recumbent bike. there is one dude who wears his clogs at the gym, and i would be him if i could. i also have come to the conclusion that i like it when some dudes wear flip flops with the blue jeans. some dudes can't pull it off, but some can, and when they can, i think its a good thing.

don't understand:
if you are bald, you can't have bad hair days. so do you have bad head days? i know i have bad face days, but what do the bald people have? and whats the deal with the hipster's hair? is it really THAT dirty? or do they just put so much stuff in their clean hair to make it look dirty?